Deal
"Socializing already, Theotokos? Hello Katie. I think your mentor was looking for you and those tunics she asked."
You turn and look at your first acquiantance when you arrived, the dominant male who'd stopped your theft. Katie turns and nods to you with a gesture indicating that he'll come find you afterwards. You nod and turn to your old... friend... and cock your head in question.
"Checking up on me?"
"You've been... difficult to welcome here. Usually more people come here rather open to help and don't mind fitting into the new life they find. You don't seem to understand what's happening to you."
"Oh, but I do, I do." you reply as you sit down on rough stool. "This is another prison cell I've been transferred to until I can leave this cycle. Well, I think I can leave it anyways. You're my warden, making sure that I behave."
"That's... putting it dryly."
"Like you said, I'm difficult."
"You are, yes you are. I'll make you a deal. You try to relax a bit and maybe your next suit'll come sooner than usual. Deal?"
"So I get parole for good behavior." You grin grimly. "All right, you've got yourself a deal."
"Excellent. If you're going to spend more time with Katie, it might be good for both of you. Couples tend to encourage each other if all goes well. But on the other hand, don't bring her down, eh? She's been a good sport up to now. It would be a shame for your frustration to rub off on her. Now, guess what? I'll personally be showing you how to put that chisel to worthy employ."
Written by Craven on 30 May 2010